“LET me see what you have in your bag, child,” said Aunt Maria, as soon as they were seated in the big old-fashioned parlor of the old lady’s house.
Mary Frances opened the bag. To her surprise Crow Shay winked an eye at her, but his face melted away before Aunt Maria saw it.
She caught up the crochet hook, however, and examined it.
“A very good crochet hook,” she said. “Just right to learn with. About a number 5, I judge,” looking at it carefully.
She laid it down on the table, and took up Mary Frances’ ball of yarn, and showed her how.
